ೃ⁀➷𝘈𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘒𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘴(𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥)

Chapter 31-Boys & Byes

Three weeks later and the murders were brushed off in the news, the families of course were still looking for any signs of the murderer and the male but social media buzzed off. Michael's following kills were a lot more discrete with my aid. Making them look like suicides, accidents or putting someone else as guilty. I felt bad at the begining but if you can't stop the killer may as well join him. 

I was actually in the neighborhood, shopping about for groceries for the dinner I had planned. I currently had the vegetables needed and walked over to the meat, picking out the best fit for my signature dish. Next I needed some pasta so down the aisles I go. I struggled to find what I needed being in a new setting and having no help. I was looking at the signs above when a voice came from behind me.

"You need some help?' I turned to see a cute red head behind me. His smile was so bright that it could melt the arctic and his eyes where as wide as plates and blue as the sky. I saw nothing wrong with his intention and decided not to ignore him.

"Yes actually. I am here visiting and I was sent out to get groceries as you could probably tell. The problem is I have no idea where anything is and I am lost."

"Well if you'd like I would love to help you out." 

"That would be amazing, thank you. I'm Y/N.' I stick my free hand out and he shakes it right away.

"Roberto." He smiled charmingly, his Italian coming through heavily. Robert offers to hold my bucket of groceries and I gladly pass it over, watching as he purposely flexes his muscles that were uncovered by his t-shirt.

"Nice to meet you Roberto. I take it you're from Italy?" We begin to walk down the aisle side by side, not knowing of the raging masked man who was watching in a jealous state.

"Yes, it is not hard to tell. I lived there until two years ago but visit for the holidays. So what do you need first." I laughed remembering what I needed

"Funny enough, pasta." He chuckles but helps me nonetheless.

Soon enough I stood in line, him in front of me paying for his groceries. I watch as the clerk rings in all of Roberto's items and enter a random trance of though. I am pulled out of it however when I see the clerk ringing my stuff with the Italian's.

"I am sorry but those are mine." Roberta waves at me and speaks up.

"None sense I shall pay for the lovely ladies food. In exchange for her number of course." I wanted to stop him but he was already paying for our combined stuff. I followed as he picked my bags up for me.

"Thank you Roberto you didn't have to." I really meant I didn't want you to or you're not getting my number but have to be kind here.

"Of course I did. If I want you to go out on a date with you I got to treat you right from the begining." Of course he was like the rest, the man helps the girl our and expects a date followed by sex but I kept playing.

"You must have a lot of money to spend it on strangers."

"Only you sweetheart and yes I do, I am a doctor." I almost sigh out of relief when I see Michael standing behind him, knife up and putting a finer to the mask's lips.

"Oh really, you must be really smart then. Good at a lot of things." Roberto took to my fake flirting and stepped closer, placing a hand on my hip making me want to vomit.

"Oh honey I am really good at certain things." He trailed his other hand up my side and that was when Michael decided to act. The knife entered through his head and he was dead in less than a second. 

"Thanks Mikey!" I looked up and see an angry Michael glaring at Roberto. I grabbed his arm and dragged him away from the scene of the crime to cook the last diner before my flight the next day.

---Time Skip---

I stood at the front door, bags in hand and sad smile on my face. Michael stood in front of me in casual clothing and no mask. He too was sad of my departure but was happy that he got to know me. I opened my arms and he picked me up for a hug, making me about 2 feet taller.

"Mikey!!" I laughed out and wrapped my legs around his waist. The two of us got really close all because of his obsessive side, no kisses but he did kiss my cheek a lot. Just as I think that he peppers my cheeks in kisses.

"I don't want to say bye." He seems to have gone back to his childish side again.

"I have to Michael their are more killers to see but I will remember you." He places me on the ground and kisses my head one last time.

"I hope so. Have a good flight Y/N and keep that smile on your face." I hug him quickly before grabbing my bags and heading to the taxi. I glace back once to see Michael waving from the window, tears running down his face.